The butterflies

Never remember it felt like this butterfilies in my heart, lingering in my tummy, Pathetic butterflies, I thought these days were over butterflies flatter here, flatter there, It feels good, It feels scary, it feels weird Addictive, seductive, Butterflies creating chemistry, creating mischive, creating fear makes me feel queer, I think these feelings are taboo He is not for me, How could I get trap like this, where is the gaurd i had put up? Miss ever so tough- Miss I won't go there again- butterflies invading my heart, my thoughts my body breaking down my walls tryin to fight it hide it play tough they trying to show through my eyes. damn little butterflies Please let it be a crush, please let it be a phase, please let it be a moment, please let it be just butterflies and only stay at that I hope they will fly away, but i want to see him more and feel my butterflies but it can never be more i must control myself i can never let it be more no love no more mushy mushy no let in in, These butterflies feel like sin not regrets not pride not anger, but fear alittle embarassment, alittle weird, cause he is my friend and my brother. Still i enjoy the butterflies he brings brought, until let see too be cont'd